Luyện nghe bài hát Without Me

Trice.
Real no gimmicks

Two trailer park go round the outside,
the outside, round the outside
Two trailer park girls go the outside,
the outside, round the outside

Guess back, back again
Shady's back, a friend
Guess who's back, who's back?
Guess who's back, guess back?
Guess back, guess who's back?
Guess who's

I've created a monster, 'cause nobody to see Marshall no more
They want Shady, I'm chopped
Well if you want Shady, then this is what I'll ya
A bit of weed mixed with some hard liquor
Some vodka that jump start my heart quicker
Then a shot when I get shocked at the
By the when I'm not cooperating
When I'm rocking the table he's operating "Hey"
You waited long to stop debating
I'm back, I'm on the rag and ovulating
I know you got a job Ms.
But your husband's problem is complicated
So the F-C-C let me be or let me be me so let me see
They tried to me down on M-T-V
But it feels so empty me
So on and dip, bum on your lips
Fuck that, cum on lips and some on your tits
And get ready 'cause this shit is about to get
I settled all my lawsuits, "Fuck you, Debbie!"

Now this like a job for me
So everybody follow me
'Cause we a little controversy
it feels so empty without me
I said, looks like a job for me
So just follow me
'Cause we need a controversy
'Cause it feels so without me

Little hellions kids rebellious
Embarrassed, their still listen to Elvis
start feeling like prisoners helpless
'Til comes along on a mission and yells "bitch"
A visionary, is scary,
start a revolution, pollutin' the air waves a rebel
So let me just revel and
In the fact that I got kissing my ass
And it's a such a catastrophe
For you to see so damn of my ass you ask for me
Well I'm back, na na nana-na na na kshh
Fix your bent antenna, tune it in and I'm gonna enter in endin' up
Under skin like a splinter
The center of attention for the winter
I'm interesting, the best thing wrestling
in your kids ears and nesting
"Testing please"
Feel the tension as someone mentions me
Here's my ten cents, my two is free
A nuisance, who sent, you for me?

a-taskit,
I go tit for tat with who's talking this shit and that shit
Kirkpatrick, you can get your ass kicked
Worse them little Limp Bizkit bastards
And Moby, you can get stomped by
You six year old bald headed fag, blow me
You don't me, you're too old, let it go its over,
Nobody to Techno
Now lets go, give me the signal
be there with a whole list full of new insults
I've dope, suspenseful with a pencil
Ever Prince turned himself into a symbol
But sometimes this shit just
Everybody only to discuss me
So this must mean I'm
But it's just me I'm just
Though I'm not the first king of
I am the worst thing since Presley
To do black so selfishly
And use it to get wealthy
"Hey" there's a concept works
Twenty million other rappers emerge
But no matter how many in the sea
It will be so without me

Kids!